"Isn't this Mr. Hades and his family?"
Ai Fei looked at the family of four in the line. Because the wife and the two children were too beautiful, even standing in the long line, they were still very eye-catching.
"Why did they suddenly come today? It looks like they are going to watch the opera? " Ai Fei was a little surprised, but she quickly closed the door and jumped back into the bed. She put the "Jin Ping Mei" book back into the bed, tilted her head and thought for a while, then got up from the bed again.
"Let's go and say hello, after all, they are considered business partners." Ai Fei muttered, then found her most flirtatious clothes from the wardrobe, sat in front of the dressing table, and began to wash her face and put on makeup.
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"The front row tickets are 600 copper coins each, two tickets are 1200 copper coins." Mara skillfully took the money and casually said: "How many tickets does the next person want? What tickets? "
"The four seats in the middle of the fourth row." A voice replied.
Mara's hand that was holding the money paused, and she suddenly looked up at the man standing in front of her. Her face suddenly showed a look of surprise, "Master! Why are you here! "
"Of course we are here to watch the opera." Meg smiled and said, "The opera house has been rebuilt, and I haven't come to see it in a long time. Since I have time today, I came to experience it."
"Yes, yes, the new opera house looks really impressive." Amy looked up at the gray and black opera house and nodded her little head.
"Let's sell the tickets first, the people behind are still waiting to enter." Meg smiled and reminded her. There would be plenty of time to chat after the opera was over, so he couldn't affect the viewing experience of the guests behind.
"Okay, four tickets, take them." Mara quickly took out four tickets, tore a corner, and handed it to Meg.
"This is the ticket money." Meg took out two gold coins and four silver coins and handed them over, and then led the children into the opera house.
After the renovation, the opera house became a huge three-story building, or more accurately, two and a half stories.
They entered through a passage, and bright lights were lit on both sides.
The height of the hall on the first floor was up to ten meters, and it was much more impressive than the circus from before.
The huge stage was now closed, and the lights were dim.
The ascending auditorium and individual rows of seats gave Meg a sense of familiarity.
He didn't participate in the design of the opera house, and it should be Vicky who was in charge. with a budget of five million to achieve this level of overall presentation really surprised him.
The tables and chairs were clearly numbered, and the staff in the auditorium to guide them to the seats according to the number on the ticket, convenient and at the same time, to avoid unnecessary disputes.
"Here." Mag found a seat and sat down. He looked to his left and right, and more than half of the audience was already taken. Moreover, the number of people in the front row was obviously higher than the back row.
Ai Mi leaned against the soft cloth chair and said with a smile, "This chair has become more comfortable to sit on. If you sleep on it, it should be more fragrant."
. "It's not bad." Meg also leaned back in the soft chair, and at the same time, he looked at some of the details of the opera house.
There were two large windows at the back of the auditorium. It looked like they were closed with iron plates, and when they were open, they brought good natural light to the opera house. Coupled with the lights on both sides, before the performance began, it could give the guests a comfortable seating experience.
Sitting in the fourth row and watching the stage felt very comfortable, but Meg could see that the opera house's design was very professional. Vicky might have also asked for outside help, so the viewing experience in the back row shouldn't be too bad.
After looking around, Meg was about to withdraw his gaze, but he saw a familiar figure in the corner.
"Why is he here again?" Meg looked at the man in the cloak, and showed a somewhat playful smile.
Although he hid it well, he still recognized that the man was the leader of the Marca Opera Troupe, Pascal.
This guy was just thrown out by Vicky last time, and he didn't expect to sneak back today. Is he here to cause trouble? Or is he here to perform?
Pascal glanced around, and pulled the cloak lower on his head, revealing only a pair of eyes, and looked around vigilantly.
He actually didn't want to come. If it wasn't for the fact that he was forced to live, who would want to be a dog here?
After Mr. Boca's heart was broken by Vicky that day, he didn't eat or drink when he went back, and soon fell ill.
For some reason, his family seemed to know the whole story, and put the blame on him, and forced him to spit out all the money he took from Boca.
With his status, and with his family's status, he couldn't resist at all. Not only did he lose all the money Vicky used to buy the actors, even the opera house's venue was mortgaged. If they couldn't raise the money in half a month, they would be kicked out.
When he was still in the Marca Circus, he had enough of the days of wandering around. Now that he finally had his own opera house, how could he bear to give it up like this?
But Boca was the only benefactor he had met over the years, and the others weren't even considered fair-weather friends. Who would be willing to lend him hundreds of thousands of copper coins?
After thinking for a while, the only person he could think of was Vicky.
Back then, he had ignored the Black Cat Song Troupe, but now, the Black Cat Song Troupe was out of his league.
This extravagant opera house was miles ahead of the Marca Circus, and the ticket price started at 200 copper coins, which made him envious.
What made him even more envious was that the Black Cat Song Troupe was able to ensure that every performance was full, even with such a high ticket price.
At least, that was the case for now.
This meant that the Black Cat Song Troupe could earn more than 300,000 for a single performance.
Three performances a day, that was close to a million copper coins.
Pascal's throat moved. What kind of wealth was this?!
He treated Boca like his grandfather, and after such a long time, he only got a million copper coins from him.
But now, the Black Cat Song Troupe could earn more than a million in a day's performance!
The purpose of his visit today was very simple. He wanted to confirm whether the audience was fake, and let Vicky buy the Marca Circus.
Pascal felt that he had lowered himself today. He intended to give Vicky a chance to buy his opera troupe, and as a condition, he could get half of the Black Cat Song Troupe's ownership.
Of course, as the buyer, he could reluctantly be the deputy head, and he wouldn't have to compete with Vicky for the position of head.
Thinking that he was about to become one of the owners of an opera house that earned a million copper coins a day, Pascal couldn't help but laugh like a pig.
This laugh attracted the attention of the staff who was guiding the guests to their seats.
"Hello audience, can you take off your cloak? Your cloak is too high, and it can easily block the view of the audience behind you, affecting the viewing experience of others." The staff walked up to him and said with a smile.
(End of Chapter)
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